Текст песни Никого нет дома - Вместо Смерти

we will wait for the guests to leave
the light will go out
thin fingers grip metal
on the wrists

rain pours glass drops into windows
and you have prepared a white dress
world
carry away from under your feet

lie with me like you did then
at the station
I will blindfold you with a ribbon
we are gone

the water boils from the cold
in dead houses it sweeps snow into rooms
ice turns to stone in empty corridors
and someone goes off into a torn circuit

dancing from the age of three
and time is less and less
and you better not trust me
I will give you love instead of death

this year only one day
will become a sign
when an introvert excuses a lie
by my fear

you think you're a fucking psychologist
working with the body as if under current
ridiculous book you can
read another year